One last update from
Jeff (8/11/2012):
The voyage home turned
out to be a little more interesting than I expected. Nancy and I got up
early so she could take me to the airport in San Jose. After only about
20 minutes on the road we came upon stopped traffic in a small town called
Zapote. Nancy was able to move forward around a few trucks and cars but
we ended up sitting still. It turns out there was an accident between a
car and a motorcycle. Listing to people talking around he the details in
the gossip changed but one thing was common, there was a fatality. Since
we left early we thought there wouldn't be a problem. So we sat.... and
sat. In the mountains in Costa Rica there aren't exactly any shortcuts to
get around things like this. As time went on we began to realize that I
was going to miss my flight.
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An endless line of cars among this beautiful landscape |
I though that maybe I
could get into someone's Wi-Fi with my I-phone so I got out and started to walk
ahead. I went down the hill and up the next one far enough to see around
the next bend, only to see nothing but cars. And there was no Wi-Fi.
So I turned around and walked back. Halfway up I somehow got just enough
of a signal to find out my flight had been delayed by three hours. Which turns out to be the same amount of time that we sat still in
Zapote. So I made my flight. Unfortunately the airline finally
decided to board the plane a half hour late and then they sat on the tarmac for
an hour before they finally took off. So of course I missed my connection
in Houston. After waiting in line for an hour and a half I ended up getting
a room at the Hyatt and a first class ticket on a plane the next day. I
finally made it home Sunday afternoon. It was nice to get home to Diane,
get unpacked and have a hot shower. It's back to reality tomorrow.
Best of wishes to
Nancy and the Perez family as they begin to use the oven.
Since Jeff left, many wishes have been granted.
8/14/2012 Wish #1 Granted:
I returned to San
Marcos after four long days in Ciudad Quesada (where Chato’s parents live and
where Ana spends most of her time). I had been feeling quite under the weather
since August 9th. Without
going into too much detail, let’s just say my pants have been feeling a bit
baggy these days!
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Abuelita Teresa "sobandome" in hopes to remove the "pega" |
So, I'm back in San Marcos and Cristina and Laura
are taking good care of me. I got a good "sobada" (when they
massage your arms, neck and back to remove the "pega") from the
abuela Teresa. I don't think either of these words
have translation that would describe properly their meaning,
but after 5 days of feeling like crap, I knew a little home town remedy would
do no harm. IT WORKED!
I had two bowls of soup yesterday and three “pipas” (coconut water).
8/15/2012 Wish #2 Granted:
Thanks to all my Costa Rican family and friends
who “wished”’ me a Happy Mother’s Day.
Costa Rica’s celebration of Mother’s Day is a national holiday. Although I wasn’t able to be with my favorite
fourteen year old in the whole wide world (I love you Ana!), I spent it with
West, the Perez family and loads of neighbor kids and a surprise little clown
who pulled a cake out of our oven!
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A Happy Tico Mother's Day to all Mom's EVERYWHERE! |
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Pipilacha the clown with a nummy cake |
8/16/2012 Wish #3 Granted:
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Carlos and West tasting the "BEST BREAD EVER"! |
Delicious!
Amazing and Exhilarating! Today we tested three different recipes of
bread. I decided to rely on the power of
prayer and added a short prayer with the ladies of the house (Abuelita Teresa,
Cristina and Laura)! Not only did the
power of prayer work, but our wishes were granted! The most beautiful loaves of bread created
with our own hands, laughter and the love and compassion from all of you who
have helped us achieve this amazing dream.
Words cannot express the excitement we all felt
when we opened the oven door. First off,
we were overly thrilled that we were actually able to remove the door. It must weigh at least 50 pounds and was sealed
tight from pressure. We laughed… good
thing no one was watching us! We all
agreed that someone needs to make us a new door. This heavy duty door is awesome for maintaining
the head BUT it is just not fun to work with.
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Our first sight of two amazing loaves of bread |
The minute we were finally able to open the door
and see the bread, we all jumped, screamed, laughed and look at each other with
great surprise and excitement! Minutes
later we were planning our marketing tactics for the big community
distribution. We decided that we could
easily cook 30 small loaves and distribute them (for free of course) to all
those who helped us and stopped by to see our progress. The word will spread FAST… Believe me.
This is a small town and “ticos” are good for “chismes”.
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Our first batch of bread is worth a thousand words! |
We are still stoking the oven in hopes to have pizza tonight for
dinner. If all goes well, I will blog
again tomorrow with more photos of our successes.